Chapter 464 To Conceal Those Vulgar Thoughts

Chloe sat up in a daze and checked the time. It was two o'clock in the afternoon.

Joseph got out of bed and picked up his clothes to put them on, buttoning his shirt languidly. "Go wash up. Don't bother with makeup. They've been waiting downstairs for a while now."

"Got it."

Chloe washed her face with water to eliminate her sleepiness and wake herself up. She then checked her appearance in the mirror and found that her eyes were slightly bloodshot. It was most probably a result of her piteous cries the day before.

In the tea room in the yard, Noah was wearing a simple white T-shirt and loose jeans. The bangs he combed up yesterday were now lying softly over his forehead. With his head lowered, he looked like an obedient child who had done something wrong.

Joseph, who came downstairs, saw this scene and secretly scoffed. 'What a pretentious man!'

"Chloe, are you okay?" Harold asked Chloe in concern as he took the lead.

The police had suppressed the news, and everything had happen